It is GREAT to see how many people read Holly/Gail fictions, just awesome, thank you very much

also I really do not mind criticism as long as you tell me what was wrong... OOC? - come on people, it is FICTION

Back to the story - I am confused with this M and MA rating, so I had to censor some paragraphs... hopefully to T

Chapter 3 – Revelations

The Friday was very tense that week. The Enforcement increased the security in the conference building and there was a special guard on every floor. The show must go on and there were important stuff to be finished in each conference and special plans that were caused by the recent robbery. Again Gail was settled with the medical meeting, so she watched every person properly, ready to shoot if anything or anyone was out of order, which was a little difficult because all of those medics were geniuses, so it was really hard to say what was normal. Since detectives Silver and Grant were somewhere out tracking down and talking to every attendant of every meeting, the young police worker was her own person now. And she loved it, not only the freedom but also the responsibility.

"Excuse me, madam," called Gail for a hurried tall woman over fifty years old. "I have to ask for your ID to check in."

"But I checked downstairs when I arrived."

"Increased security, sorry for the inconvenience," the officer apologised very reserved. She watched the obvious scientist looking for her purse intensely. There was something familiar about this woman but Gail could not put a finger on what it was exactly. The doctor had short highlighted hair, square white glasses, she was dressed in an elegant red suite and white shirt which flattered her curved body on the right places. The woman was very attractive and the blonde had to wonder if she ever had children.

"Mum?" Gail turned around to see her very surprised girlfriend. "What are you doing here? This is forensics meeting, you don't do forensics."

The young pathologist was pulled in a warm embrace. "Hi, sweetheart," smiled the elder woman. "But I do kids, and unfortunately they appear dead too. Speaking of which, how are my grandchildren coming?"

Now even the officer was very surprised looking from one doctor to another, eyebrows raised high.

"Mum…" howled Holly.

"You are not getting any younger. When I was your age you were five and Meredith three."

"Everything at its time."

"Darling, I am not asking you to marry a man, just give me some joy. I work with other youngsters every day but have only one of my own." Holly coughed. "Meredith and little Tom visited us last week. They are –"

"The reason my best friend's heart was shattered into a million pieces because my sister is a slut, yeah." Gail had a feeling she saw her girl grew another foot. There was something magical yet scary of the way she was protective of the crazy detective.

"That is not a nice thing to say," admonish the older medic.

"Mum, they are my family, I respect them and I will protect them no matter what. I just want to point out I want to have a baby with the person I love and not as a result of one night stand. Damn, I was so ashamed of my sister that time and scared that my only true friend would ditch me because of her."

"Priscilla is nobler than that and we both know that. Also she is tougher than she looks like and deserves more than a phase of a straight girl. Where is she anyway? I thought she supervises this conference."

"They were together for seven years. Pris and Percy are out tracking some people." Holly pointed her hand towards the blonde officer. "Gail is looking after us now."

"Oh, so that's why you asked for my ID. Hi," the woman offered her hand to shake.

"Yes, hello. Gail Peck," the rookie introduced herself nervously accepting the offered hand. One thing was only watching the women talked, the other not so funny part was to speak to her girlfriend's mother!

"Pleasure to meet you, Constable." The elder doctor looked back at her daughter. "There are many women in the law enforcement career. I really hope your partner will have some normal job."

"What do you mean?" asked Holly frowning.

"Well, you are under a lot of stress already. If your partner puts more pressure on you, it won't be good for your body. So, the sooner you get pregnant the better for the kid."

"Actually Mum, Gail –"

"Dr Stewart?" asked Dr Nelson that the rookie officer recognised from the day before.

"Yes?" replied both medic women in unison.

"Erm, Paediatrician Stewart," Holly's mother nodded. "Whenever you are ready to start, Doctor."

"Oh yes, thank you, Doctor Nelson." The older scientist kissed her child on both cheeks and disappeared behind the door.

"And that is, why you are the one carrying the baby," said Holly to her girl and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"WHAT?" yelped Gail in shock. That day was full of surprises. The pathologist only sent her a lopsided grin and entered the meeting room.

Later that afternoon the lovebirds sat in the park, enjoying the peace after a tense day. Fortunately nothing extraordinary had happened, nevertheless no one could rest until the conference marathon was over. So now it was the time to relax.

"After a week like this, we need a drink," proclaimed Gail, thinking about the rest of the weekend that they had all to themselves.

"And I know just the right place," smiled the doctor.

"A gay bar?" asked the blonde suspiciously, which earned her a smirk. "Really?" Another grin from the other woman. "Wait, tell me are you kidding me or are you serious?"

Holly leant closer to her ear. "You will find out eventually?" she said in a very sensual voice.

"Doctor Stewart!" someone called. Both women turned their heads towards the direction of the voice. It was Doctor Nelson. "Your mother said I might find you here," he explained out of breath.

"Is something wrong? Any more thefts?" asked Gail alarmed, they both stood up.

"Oh no, nothing like that, Constable." He looked back at his colleague. "Dr Stewart, since your research about toxins is gone, I want to offer my help." He pulled out a folder from his briefcase. "These are copies of my research until recently, I hope it will help you back on the track of your own work, maybe if you have more ideas, I would really like to cooperate."

"Really?" wondered Holly with wide eyes. "I mean, I would be honoured."

"You are quite a prodigy, Doctor," he smiled sincerely. "I haven't seen one since my last intern. Anyway, as I said before, my growing tissue lasts only one week. If you have any questions, call me."

"Thank you very much, Doctor," smiled Holly back obviously very pleased. They shook hands and the elder man left.

The pair was getting ready at their hotel suit for the night out and Gail watched curiously what her girlfriend was dressing on. So far it was white underwear, white t-shirt, plaid black and white flannel shirt, and grey jeans.

"What?" the doctor asked when she saw the look.

"For a moment there I thought you would pull out backpacks."

"If you insist…" Holly bent down to her suitcase when the blonde stopped her.

"No, please don't."

The scientist laughed and placed a small peck on Gail's lips. "What about you? Do you plan to go out in your underwear?"

"Hmm, tempting," responded the officer, returning the kiss. "I hope you are not a jealous type then."

"Hmm. So what? You were curious about how two girls were getting ready on a date, here is a practical demonstration. Do you want to share my things? A dress, shoes, clothes?"

"How can you remember this? It was like ages ago when we were at that cloakroom, me asking stupid questions."

"I have a good memory."

"I see. So…" Gail looked the brunette up and down. "Are we going undercover? Rainbow people in black and white?"

"Do you… consider yourself as a gay?" asked the doctor tentatively, she did not want to push the wrong button, but that statement coming from the blonde was unexpected.

The police worker squinted at the wall in front of her like it had all the answers. "I don't know. I haven't had a relationship with a woman before, so either I am in a development of realising that I like girls or it is only the 'hot forensic pathologist with a lunchbox' thing. Anyway I cannot say I am straight, right?"

"You are insane."

"And you love me," teased Gail. The moment her words were out she froze. Did she cross the line? What if Holly said no? What if she said yes?!

The older woman stopped in track for a little while too. Slowly she turned around and looked at the stunned constable. She smiled and leaned in, capturing the blonde's lips in such a heat and sensual moment that Gail's toes curled. Once their display was over, their eyes met, the cold blue and the chocolate brown. "Now get dressed."

"Do you have more of those flannel shirts?" Holly pulled out about five more shirts all plaid. "No wonder you have three trunks," commented the officer rolling her eyes.

Gail decided for a red shirt and tight black trousers. She was more than sure that Holly had a gay bar planed, but what would it be like? Should she go change? Did she want to go at all? So many questions!

At the end they went into an old Irish pub. To be honest it was quite a disappointment for the young woman. "No gay bar? I put this plaid flannel shirt for nothing."

"You did not look very excited about the idea… and may I dare say scared?"

"I was excited… and scared of other girls hitting on me. If I turned out to be a lesbian I am not sure whether I would be able not to flirt with other girls," she bantered her girlfriend.

"Flirting is fun as long as you don't cross the boundaries," said the brunette. "Alright, if you want to go, let's go. There is one I haven't been in for some time," she smiled and pulled Gail on her feet.

The bar was very like Gail had imagined and also was not. There was a rainbow flag above the bar and many women's silhouettes painted on the walls. Several small tables and comfortable looking leather sofas, also there could be seen a few boxes in corners for more privacy. In the middle there was a dance floor, not too big but spacy enough. And also a podium was set in the front with screen where colourful patterns were played according to the intensity of the music.

So far the newcomers stayed at the bar sipping their drinks when two women came to them.

"Holly! My god, it has been years!" exclaimed one of them. She was smaller than Gail, with dark hair just below her ears, dressed in a shirt and tight pants. She hugged Holly and kissed her on both cheeks.

"Melissa, Leanne, so great to see you," smiled Holly broadly, kissing the other woman who was about the same height as her partner with long brown hair. "Gail," the doctor tuned to her girlfriend. "Meet Melissa and Leanne."

"How is it going?" greeted the blonde. Just like Holly she was pulled into a hug and kissed on both cheeks.

While Melissa was eagerly chatting with Holly, Leanne came to Gail. "So you and Holly, huh?"

"Yup."

The officer was looked up and down. "And you are totally new into this gay thing, right?"

"What? Nah." After a moment of intense glare the blonde gave up. "Maybe."

"Just don't hurt her, OK? Holly is the sweetest person and already had been in deep shit more than enough."

"How long do you know her?"

"Erm, could be seven years." Leanne thought hard for a while. "Actually, girls told me they would bring Meredith's sister who had a fight with her fiancé and needed a girl's night out. That was one hell of a night," she laughed. "What about you two? How did you two meet?"

"In a crime scene. I'm a cop and she was the pathologist who was called in."

"Oh, I love this song!" exclaimed Melissa and pulled Leanne away from the bar to the dance floor. "C'mon honey, let's dance."

"Anything you want, wifey."

"Wife?" wondered Gail turning to her girl.

"Yes, they are married. And they have a little kid together," explained Holly.

Together, thought the officer. How exactly could it be together? Who was the father? Was it a friend or just some random donor? Or maybe just a random one night.

"You are thinking aloud," pointed out the doctor. "A friend is the father. Now shall we dance?" she asked offering her hand to the other woman.

Without a word Gail nodded. It was a slow song and they danced close, body to body and the blond woman looked down to their posture and was amazed how great they fit together. Of course they hugged and slept in one bad together, but this… dancing together, it was comforting and arousing all at the same time. The officer looked up to those deep brown eyes she found to love a lot. Holly was one of the people who it was possible to read the mood from their eyes and right now they shown happiness, pure happiness. Gail cracked a smile and pulled the weird scientist down until their mouths met, slowly and sensually, being very aware of each touch of their lips and tongues.

A couple of drinks later, the police worker finally got the courage to ask again the question that had been running through her head ever since the two women met.

"Leanne mentioned you had a fiancé," the blonde started the interrogation.

"Why are you still surprised I was with men?" smiled Holly her typical lopsided grin.

"I am curious what or who made you switch teams."

"And you will not give it a rest until you get your answers, right detective?"

"Soon to be detective, yes."

"Alright, I had a row with my boyfriend and Meredith and Priscilla made me go out and have some fun without any man. Well, we did have fun and somehow during that fun there appeared a girl. Black hair, olive skin, the greenest eyes I've even seen. We chatted, we danced and after a few more drinks she started kissing me. Before I realised what was really happening we were in a car naked. And I had never felt more alive with any man. I haven't seen this girl again, but because of that experience I started seeing girl and stayed that way."

"So sex is the key?" asked Gail.

"Pretty much."

"No tests to pass?"

"Oh, there is one test alright," said somebody from behind. The constable turned around to see a tall, Indian type looking woman. "You have to pass the crazy human dog."

"Erica, watch your mouth," said Holly through her teeth.

"You see, blondie, if you want this sexy doc, you have to get on the good side of Silver. I've been there," she leant closer and whispered, "trust me, breaking legs and cutting the tongue of that crazy female dog is the only way to get rid of her without actually killing her."

"If it means protecting my best friend from a loony obsessive voodoo git, I'll take that chance," growled Priscilla who was just entering the bar along with two well-built men and somehow she must have overheard the comment as she was passing by to the three other women. "Hi," she greeted and enveloped Holly in a warm embrace.

"Hey, how was your day?"

"Horrible, let's not talk about it," she said hugging Melissa and Leanne who were back from the dance floor, now drinking some clear liquid.

"And we still have nothing," commented one of the men Gail recognised as the SWAT guy from the day before. He was tall dark haired with strong male features. "Hi," he turned his attention to the blonde. "I'm Percy and this is my husband Rob," he pointed to his partner who was a little pettier, but still manly.

"Hi, I'm Gail." Again that evening the young woman was pulled into hugs and kisses on her cheeks.

"Where did you leave Patrick?" asked Leanne.

"With his sister," replied Rob with a meaningful look, "at your parents'."

"Yay, parents' night out."

Gail looked totally confused between the two married couples. She tried to figure out the puzzle but somehow it did not fit together. Seeing the quizzical look, Percy leaned in and explained the situation. "Rob is the sperm donor to Melissa and Leanne and since there are twins of the donation, the girls have the baby girl Rachel and we have the baby boy Patrick."

"But isn't it a bit confusing for the kids?"

The SWAT guy shrugged. "I don't think so. It's not like we are separated. We are friends and see each other quite often, so the kids get together a lot. Personally I believe that the children only benefit from having four parents and big family," he smiled widely. "Actually we are trying for another baby, but first me and Mel need to clear our bodies from any stress and unhealthy food, which right now is impossible for me." Rob gestured something to his husband. "Excuse me," apologised Percy and left the blonde alone.

"What do you do for living anyway?" asked Erica beginning another conversation which the young constable was not very sure if she wanted to participate in.

Gail looked from her girlfriend to the female detective but neither was paying attention. "I am a police officer from Toronto."

"You are a copper?" the dark skinned woman laughed out loud. "That's rich. So Hols," she looked at the doctor. "You went from me a promising lawyer, to a lab rat biochemist, then a university teacher, a journalist and now it's a cop? Your standards are dropping radically. Who's next, a hooker?"

"Give it a rest Erica, we are long done."

"We could never be done. If it wasn't for a certain freak, you would be mine."

"Holly was never yours," growled Priscilla and the rookie officer noticed the change of eyes first hand. When the detective arrived they were dark grey, then they turned into navy blue and for the last few seconds the irises sparkled blazing green. "She is her own person and does not belong to anyone except herself."

"Oh don't go all wild on me. I am not scared of you."

The detective smiled, it was an evil grin, as she came closer to the lawyer. She put one hand between Gail and Erica, leaning on the bar counter, facing the brunette. "And we both know you are lying. You have always been scared of me, even before my accident," said the senior officer in a calm low voice. "Now leave us be or better get out of here before you will have multiple charges on your head."

"I have never liked her," said Leanne watching the dark woman leave.

"Yeah, Holly, what were you thinking?" accused Melissa her friend.

"That she was hot and sexy," shrugged Holly.

"Until she started the shit about shamanism," Priscilla made a sarcastic comment. "Now, let's drink, Lord knows I really need that." They all ordered another round. They chatter for a while, and then the senior office took her drink and got up from her stool. "If you excuse me," with that last comment the crazy woman disappeared between the people on the dance floor.

It was time for Melissa and Leanne to say their goodbyes. So now it was only Holly and Gail at the bar. Finally, thought the blonde.

"What about you? Do you want to go?" asked the scientist.

"No unless we ran into another of your exes."

Holly laughed shaking her head. "You are adorable when you're jealous," she commented and leaned in for a kiss. "Let's go for a walk, the park is really beautiful at night."

"And dangerous," pointed out the police worker.

"I am not scared. I have a constable with me," smirked the doctor, pulled Gail up by her hand and headed to the coat room. When they stayed in the line, the blonde remembered their last encounter in a very similar room several months ago. She smiled at the thought not commenting it aloud. They got dressed and they left the bar.

"A nice walk, huh?" said Gail pulling her coat tight around her body. "It should be called 'sober up while freezing your butt out there', and not a 'walk'," she complained.

"Alright, let me warm you up," said the doctor and pulled the blonde by her waist and pressed her to the nearest tree. The impact was hard but not painful, mostly the younger woman was so surprised by the action that she was not able to realise things clearly. Only the warm lips on her own, the heat provided by the other body, the kiss that curled her toes and hands travelling up and down her torso.

Gail had troubles breathing properly, especially when Holly managed to sneak her knee between the other woman's legs, the blonde's breath hitched in her throat.

They were making-out in a public park like teenagers and the police worker could care less. She loved having her girl close like this. There was a little threat at the back of her head, that as an officer PDA in curriculum would not look good, but it was dark and she would deny it. There was no real danger and she could enjoy this session.

Suddenly Holly pulled back both breathing heavily. "Warmer?"

"Huh?" wondered Gail, trying to figure out what she was really asking.

"If you feel warmer."

"Erm…" still the blonde could not kick her brain to work.

"If you lose your mind when we are making-out, I wonder what you will do when we have sex. You won't remember your own name," teased the scientist.

"Hmmm. Wait, what?" Finally the brain wheels started running. "You only did that to warm me up?"

"You complained about the cold."

"You jerk," pouted the constable and punched her girlfriend in the arm pushing her away. Holly laughed out and set off the way. Gail made a few long steps to get side by side and linked their arms. The brunette grinned and kissed her head. Yup, it was a very nice evening and hot one.

Hot it really became when they got to their hotel room. This time it was Holly who was slammed against a wood. A wooden door to be specific. The slightly smaller woman took her lips in a heated kiss while her hands tried to unzip the heavy jacket. The officer succeeded and immediately went to unbutton the plaid shirt and moved her hands under the white t-shirt to touch the soft skin of the doctor's abdomen. Gail liked that part of her partner's body. She could feel the firm muscles under her finger tips, yet the skin was so soft and responsive.

"Eager you are," commented the scientist between kisses. "And overdressed." She unbuttoned the coat, slid it over the blonde's shoulder and pulled away the red shirt along with the black t‑shirt over Gail's head. She was now standing only in her red bra and trousers. "Much better." Flipping them around Holly started kissing the neck, leaving gentle wet traces from one side to the other, and then she removed her trails down the collar bone and the valley between the breasts south to the abdominal muscles.

The blonde moaned and slid Holly's own shirt off her body. She pulled her up to be able to remove the annoying t-shirt and kiss those sweet lips, also she pressed the doctor close to feel more of their half-naked torsos together and headed to the direction of the bed, which seemed to be an unbelievable distance now.

During their slow walk Gail tried to unclasp the white bra by using one hand. Meantime Holly undid hers within a few seconds, smirking in the kiss. The blonde pulled away. "How come unclasping my own bra is much easier than yours?" And just when she thought she did it, the rubber strip slid from her fingers and smacked Holly's back. "Oops."

The doctor held her breath. "Ouch."

Then they both started giggling. "I am sorry. But practice makes perfect. I just need a little more practice until it's perfect."

"I am afraid my back will not be very happy until then."

"I can practice on someone else."

"Don't you dare!" warned the scientist capturing the blonde's lips again.

Until they reached the bed, the bra was discarded along with both of their shoes and socks. Glasses were placed safely on the coffee table. Holly gently laid her girl on the bed hovering over her, kissing her neck and playing with the button of the black trousers. Once it was opened, the doctor's hand travelled up to Gail's jaw and moved it her way to connect their mouths in another passionate kiss. Then she slowly smoothed the alabaster skin of the constable's neck.

Gail took a deep breath to calm her nerves and switched them over so she was on the top now placing butterfly kisses on the exposed tanned skin. She began to appreciate the female body with each touch. It was soft, smooth and no hair. Even woman's touch was completely different or maybe it was the fact that Holly was a doctor and had sensitive hands but also it was the other fact that Gail was in love. So deep she had not realised it was possible until this weird woman marched into her life.

The doctor turned around her partner on the front, kissing and smoothing the white skin of the officer's back. She led the kisses up on her spine to the neck and higher to her ear where she sent a soft blow of hot air and nipped the earlobe, which made Gail giggle. For a scientist Holly was very playful and the blonde like that a lot. It was one of many moments when she realised what she had been missing all the time. It was not only about exploring bodies but also Gail's inner self. She turned on her back under the brunette's body and grinned, her cerulean blue eyes sparkling and a mischief smile on her lips.

"What?" asked the dark hair woman.

"You are overdressed," she repeated Holly's previous statement. It was not as elegant as the doctor's way of getting someone out of the clothes but after some fight and great laugh, the grey jeans lied on the floor as well as the constable who fell down from the bed. Holly offered her hand and pulled the officer back to her and her warm body.

They rolled on the bed, kissing, teasing and smoothing, getting to know each other. Their foreplay was fun but also incredibly exciting and both women knew they were about to consume their relationship for real.

And they did in a vey passionate way.

The older woman pulled her girl to her body, wanting, needing to feel the warmth of her skin, she snuggled as close as humanly possible.

Gail giggled. "You are like a cat."

"Nope, that's you. I am a pet caretaker." She looked up into the shining blue eyes. "Are you alright?"

The blonde nodded eagerly, unable to describe the feeling. Instead the constable captured those sweet lips for a hundredth time that night. They kissed leisurely until their hands became restless and started wander over each other's body again.

The next morning Gail woke up alone in the bed. She frowned until she heard the shower running. A wide grin spread across her face when she remembered the events of last night. She stretched her body feeling lighter than ever while images of their entertainment were playing in her head. Of course they did not leave her ice-cold. She got up and followed her hearing.

Very quietly she opened the door and noticed the brunette behind the fogged plastic glass of the shower enclosure, humming a song. Gail did her best to suppress her chuckle and opened another door to the enclosure as silently as possible. Mission accomplished. Once in the humid corner she sneaked her hands around Holly's waist from behind. The doctor stiffened for a moment with intention to turn around, but the blonde held her on place. "Morning," she greeted kissing the other woman's shoulder.

"Good morning to you too," smiled Holly and before she was able to say something more the other woman had her captured in her own charm.

"You are incorrigible," sighed the doctor once she had enough strength to move.

"Don't forget 'insane'," commented the blonde with bright blue eyes shining from happiness.

"Let's get cleaned and I'm going to try make us breakfast."

"Pancakes would be great," suggested Gail.

"We need to refill our energy anyway, so be it." Holly left the shower enclosure, closing the bathroom door, leaving her partner alone doing a happy-dance while showering.

Once refreshed, in a grey t-shirt and shorts, Gail went to the kitchen leaning on her forearms against one part of the counter. "Hot," she said watching her girlfriend frying breakfast in a pale blue undershirt and backpacks.

"Yes, they are," commented Holly as she set a plate of pancakes and a maple syrup in front of her girl. She looked the other woman straight in the eyes, chuckled and shook her head turning her attention back to a bowl of pastry.

"What?" asked Gail.

"Nothing."

"Holly…"

The scientist placed the bowl down and turned around a bit flushed. She leaned against the counter, her hands clenching the desk. "I… can't believe you made me lucky in the shower so fast."

The blonde's smile spread across her face. "Yup, I am that good." With swag she reached the now very shy woman, putting her hands around her waist. "And I can't believe you made me scream," she said pushing one of the loose strands of brown hair behind her ear.

They caught up in the moment until they smelled something burning. "Shit," cursed Holly, removing the burnt pancake from a pan to the bin.

Gail was a bit shocked at first, she had rarely heard the doctor swear before and the comic situation made her laugh aloud.

"Don't laugh," warned the brunette her girlfriend. "And no more distraction or you will have to share your breakfast sugar bomb with me."

"That is something I wouldn't mind sharing."

"You will be missing the energy then."

"And I am pretty sure I will need it, huh?"

Their eyes met with frisky sparks but for that time they kept their hands to each other and ate in peace, having a casual conversation.

Some time later the pair went sigh-seeing the breath‑taking city. They spent the whole afternoon out enjoying each other's company as Holly guided her partner through the most interesting, intimate as well as well-known parts of Montreal.

It was liberating to feel free and silly, enjoying the life as it was, spending the time with the loved one at a café or in a park. The thought of going back did not appeal to the young officer at all. She tried not to think about it too much but when the next day came, she felt the sadness.

"I wish we could stay longer," said Gail in a whisper as she was collecting her clothes.

"We can always come back," smiled the doctor. "Now pack up so you don't miss your last train."

"'I'?" wondered the blonde. "Where is 'we'?"

"I'm staying for another week."

"Wait, what? You neglected to mention this information."

"Nelson called and I would like to do some research with him and compare our notes. Maybe we will be able to make the intoxicated tissue better, stronger for regeneration or transplantation. Anyway I promised my mother to visit them before I leave. Would you believe she still has no idea that you are the potential girlfriend I talked about?"

The police worker laughed. She had the chance to talk to the elder lady a bit more after the conference and found her sweet and kind, but the poor woman only caught as much that the constable and Holly were friends from Toronto and that Gail came to visit.

The doctor captured the blond head in her hands and pecked the lips. "At least you will have some time to settle your thoughts and make some decisions."

"Holly, I meant what I said. You are not a phase."

"Wait once you get back to your world in Toronto. You will have doubts and questions." Gail tried to interrupt but the older woman put her finger on the blonde's mouth. "I've been there, honey," she kissed her gently sealing her words.

Holly drove her partner to the train station. After more promises of calling and keeping in touch, Gail sat in a coupe projecting the trip in her mind . It was definitely worth it! She smiled and lulled herself into a light sleep.

I am sorry if some paragraphs do not make much sense, it might be because of the censored parts. I need more practice dealing with this. It is much easier to read than write :)
thank you!